C1127 Risk

Mican Mall, President and Chairman Mina's office.

It was terrifyingly quiet here.

The only sound that could be heard was the sound of the pen in Mina's hand hitting the table repeatedly.

"Da …"

"Da …"

"Da …"

Mina herself was frowning and her face was cloudy, as if she was conflicted over the question.

After a long while, Yao Yao could not help but ask in a small voice